Master, don't stop me from being an idol

Song Xiaoxian woke up from her sleep and found herself lying on the sofa with her coat slipping off her body. She got up and ran out in a panic.

"It's over, it's over... why did you fall asleep, why didn't anyone call me!"

She ran to the set and was about to send it when she saw her assistant, but the other party spoke first: "Sister Song got what she wanted, the kiss scene was amazing!"

Song Xiaoxian: "???"

"What are you talking about?" Song Xiaoxian said angrily, "Why didn't you call me, is the kiss scene delayed?"

The assistant looked at her strangely: "Sister Song, what's wrong with you... your brain... Uh, you just finished filming the kissing scene."

Song Xiaoxian only felt that the assistant was talking nonsense, and thought that she must change assistants after she went back. She saw the director and ran over.

But before she could speak, the director said, "Xiaoxian, have you rested so soon? After filming the kiss scene, you will be filming someone else's. You can go back."

Song Xiaoxian realized something was wrong: "Director, can you let me watch the kissing scene just filmed."

Soon Song Xiaoxian saw the kiss scene between her and Wen Boyu, the angle was excellent, the atmosphere was sweet and lustful, but——

But she has no impression at all! ! !

What's the matter? ? ?Am I losing my memory? ? ?

Just when Song Xiaoxian was doubting her life, Wen Baiyu heard Zhou Momo talk about the awards ceremony from the car.

"Most Popular Actor Award?" Wen Boyu was a little surprised that he was nominated, in his opinion, he was just a rookie actor.

"With your popularity and acting skills, you have a high probability of winning this award." Zhou Momo vaccinated Wen Baiyu, "However, it cannot be said that you will win 100%. In short, being shortlisted is already a certainty."

"I understand, I will take it easy." Wen Boyu smiled lightly, he cared more about his performance in every step of the play than the awards.

At night, Zhuang Yuezhong heard the notification tone and took out her phone to check.

Captain: "@Everyone, there are three days until the awards ceremony, we need to be ready to cheer!"

Group member: "I heard that the seats reserved for fans have been reserved, so I can only stand at the door to cheer up Wen Wen."

Vice-captain: "I'm the one who reserved the auditorium."

Captain: "Huh?"

Group member: "!!!"

Captain: "Then let's arrange the things and slogans we need to bring, and flowers are essential."

Group member: "Find a representative to present flowers to Wen Wen!"

Group member: "Draw lots! I won't lose!"

Seeing this, Zhuang Yuezhong's heart moved, and she typed: "Can you give me the chance to present flowers?"

When all the group members saw this sentence, they thought that someone would have the nerve to give in so directly, but it turned out that it was Zhuang Yuezhong, who didn't say no for a while.

Firstly, because of the Chacha incident, they knew that Zhuang Yuezhong was a good person, and secondly, because the other party was a very handsome guy!

Although Tian Xiu really wanted to present flowers to Wen Baiyu, but after thinking about it, if it was a handsome fan like Zhuang Yuezhong who presented flowers, the picture would be beautiful!

She got a vote directly, and Zhuang Yuezhong got this opportunity smoothly.

Captain: "Wen Wen never said what flowers he likes, so you can buy roses that represent love."

Represents love.For a moment, Zhuang Yuezhong thought that others had seen through her feelings, but after observing for a while, she realized that they didn't know.

In another world, roses are the most commonly used flowers to give to others.

……

On the day of the awards ceremony, Wen Baiyu got out of the car in a well-tailored black suit. Originally, the team planned to make him into an ancient, elegant, gentle and pleasant young man, and prepared clothes improved from Hanfu for him.

But Wen Boyu refused. Cutting off his long hair was his determination to blend into another world. Compared with an all-round artist, he hoped to develop into an actor. As an actor, he naturally wanted to present the possibility of diversity to people.

Because of publicity needs, he and Song Xiaoxian entered the venue together, and he was greeted by flashing lights and fans who supported him shouting with all their might.

"Wen Wen I love you!!!"

"Wenwen is brave and Feifei, and the salted fish will always be with you!!!"

"Pfft!" Song Xiaoxian couldn't help laughing out, teasing, "Only your fan slogan is so joyful, why did you call your fans by salty fish back then, look at all the young and beautiful girls who still have to call themselves Salted fish."

Wen Boyu didn't expect it to turn out like this. At that time, he didn't know what it meant to call Xianyu.

"It's a good thing they don't mind, otherwise I would have to think hard about a new name."

Song Xiaoxian smiled and said: "By the way, do you have confidence in the Best Actor award? I think Ji Hongshen was also nominated with you. You were his stand-in in one of the first plays, right?"

"Yes." At that time Wen Baiyu was still a fledgling rookie, and he didn't know that his words offended people, "I want to apologize to him when I see you later."

Song Xiaoxian curled her lips and said: "I think it's better to forget it. The reputation in Ji Hongshen's circle is not very good, and now you are competing for an award at the same time. If you go up and talk to him like this, he may think you are provoking him."

Wen Baiyu felt that what Song Xiaoxian said made sense, so he thought about it and said

: "After the awards are over, I will apologize to him on Weibo."

Song Xiaoxian: "..." You are even more ruthless.

The two didn't notice that Ji Hongshen was not far in front, and the other party felt sour when he heard the heart-piercing cheers from behind.

Unexpectedly, in just three years, Wen Boyu has rapidly grown from a stand-in to an actor who can compete with him for the same award.

He should have gotten used to this in the entertainment industry, but this person was Wen Baiyu, who he had looked down upon at the beginning, and Ji Hongshen felt a little angry.

Ji Hongshen's manager noticed that he was looking at Wen Baiyu, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I've already inquired, this award belongs to you."

"En." Ji Hongshen couldn't help thinking of Wen Baiyu's astonishing stretching out of his hand back then, and felt a little uneasy, but he never thought that he would lose to Wen Baiyu.

Wen Boyu signed his name on the autograph board, and then took his seat. He is usually very busy with work, so he met a friend who usually contacts on WeChat during the award ceremony.

"Hero Wen!" Wen Baiyu knew who it was when he heard this address, and he turned around and waved to Ziran who was sitting in the back row.

The 12 people who participated in the variety show developed well in different understandings, and all became good friends.

Ziran waved excitedly, and after sitting down, he said regretfully, "It would be great if Hero Wen didn't cut his hair short. I feel like I've lost a big feature."

Zhuang Xingzhou sat beside him and said with a smile, "I don't think so."

"That's right." Bai Xingyan sat with his arms folded, his high-necked black sweater just covered his large tattoos, but the broken eyebrow on the right made him still look like a difficult character, "That guy doesn't rely on his appearance. "

Shi Xinzhi felt a little sour. Wen Baiyu was the best among them. He had the most votes in variety shows that year. He asked, "Brother Bai, do you think Wen Baiyu can win the award?"

Bai Xingyan raised his chin slightly, motioning for him to look over: "Whether there is a prize or not, he has already won."

Shi Xinzhi looked over and saw that there were seats arranged for fans by the organizer, and most of them were wearing T-shirts with Wen Baiyu's Q-version portrait printed on them.

Seats are not free, especially in this occasion, to get a seat requires a strong financial ability.

With such a group of fans, are you afraid of not being popular?

Wen Baiyu didn't see Song Shanzhu, so he asked Zhou Momo: "Where did the mangosteen go? Why didn't I see him?"

"Oh, don't mention it, look over there yourself." Zhou Momo covered his face and pointed to the fan seat.

Wen Baiyu looked over, and saw that Song Shanzhu was mixed in the audience, and even held up a sign of support for him.

"Senior brother rush to the duck! I will always support you!!!" Song Shanzhu shouted loudly.

"..."

Wen Baiyu turned his head, pretending he didn't hear it.

Song Xiaoxian got up and said, "I'm going backstage, I'm going to perform on stage later."

Wen Baiyu nodded.

Not long after Song Xiaoxian left, someone else sat in her seat. Wen Baiyu was about to remind her, when she looked up and found that it was an acquaintance: "Zhao Jin, why are you here?"

After the variety show ended, Mo Zhaojin was basically in a state of semi-retirement and inherited his own company. Now the entertainment industry is just for fun for him. He smiled and said, "I want to congratulate you in person for winning the award."

Wen Boyu sized him up, still thinking whether he was himself or Shen Qingzhi was pretending, when he suddenly saw him raise his wrist with a bracelet on it.

"I've found someone to pick it up. It looks exactly the same as before, right?"

Wen Baiyu felt a little guilty, the person in front of him was undoubtedly Mo Zhaojin, and he was always subconsciously on guard because of Shen Qingzhi's affairs, and even treated him like this not long ago.

"It doesn't look like it was broken at all." Wen Boyu echoed his words, but the Demon Slaying Rope had been destroyed, and now it was just an ordinary bracelet.

He wanted to ask about Shen Qingzhi, but when he thought about the conflict between the two before, he couldn't open his mouth.

Mo Zhaojin noticed Wen Baiyu's hesitant expression, and took the initiative to say: "Recently, my other personality hasn't come out."

Wen Baiyu was stunned for a moment. It stands to reason that Shen Qingzhi should have no scruples without the magic rope, "Are you sure he didn't show up?"

"Well, I have installed surveillance cameras in every corner of my house. Unless he has spells, it is impossible not to be discovered." The last sentence of Mo Zhaojin was of course a joke, but Wen Baiyu couldn't relax.

Is it possible that Shen Qingzhi really left Zhao Jin's body?Wen Boyu felt that there was a possibility. They had been monitoring for a long time, and it would be very difficult for the other party to carry out a conspiracy.

If Shen Qingzhi left, who would he be on?

"Is there any problem with the facilities?" The backstage staff is making sure that all the facilities are ok.

The man in blue overalls and a hat covering his face said in a low voice, "I've checked everything, and there's nothing wrong with it."

While the other staff were busy, the man retreated to a dark corner, and no one saw the black mist floating around him.

"My lord, everything has been done according to your orders."

The face hidden in the darkness couldn't be seen clearly, but only those dark red eyes were full of evil spirits. Shen Qingzhi looked towards the auditorium, and smiled maliciously: "I don't know if Zhuang Yuezhong will like me to give him surprise."

Hei Wu wondered: "My lord, has Zhuang Yue come back?"

"Here, look over there."

Hei Wu looked over and saw that the auditorium was full of Wen Baiyu fans. Among the group of young girls, there were two long-haired men who stood out.

One of them was holding a banner and shouting, while the other was holding flowers and was stiff.

Hei Mist: "..." Am I blind?